Times are hard. Belts are being tightened.And, in an attempt to get the family food bill down, I've decided to embrace 'Cornish Cuisine'* and have started to cook and eat my own road kill.
It's not as grim as it sounds - if you time things just right, the Tesco delivery driver won't know what hit him.
* My father, who lives in the depths of West Cornwall, claims to have invented the Roadkill Pasty. He is not mad.
11 comments:
Mmmm...roadkill - tenderised by a 45 tonnes lorry. Lovely
Meanwhile, on the other side of the planet, Flinders Island (Google it) has its own Road Kill Drummers, who make thaeir own drums from, you guessed it, the skins of roadkilled animals. No mention, however, of what they do with the rest of the carcass.
Flatmeat. Oh yeah.
I know I keep asking people for more pictures of kittens on the internet, but this is NOT what I had in mind.
Be careful the gravel doesn't get stuck in your teeth by keeping a cats tooth as a tooth-pick.
/top_tip
Some interesting dietary suggestions here...do chocolate biscuits accompany your road kill dinners?
Tesco delivery drivers aren't tasty.
P.S. On another stomach churning note, check out:
http://www.rollingstone.com/politics/news/the-kill-team-20110327
Wot Debster said - me too.
Also does this mean you'll be carving a strip of steak off the arse of a hit-n-run victim?
Wot Debster @ 11:26 and Donna @ 11:20 said - me too.
Being a Truronian, I appreciate the delights of a "Road-kill pasty."
I live in North Africa now, where pasty's are unheard of.
Good Cous-cous, though.
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